Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
A Dark Rerun
he painted red white
but blue caused anxiety
blue brought out
the dark mood
his paint brush
avoided it when possible
it caused recollection
of her/
of grief and pain
_
the tree's still there
with leaves of memory
the rope hung limp
and quiet
before being removed
it held death
_
he was the youth
that caused her worry
that day
she wore blue
she went mental
now so is he ...
but blue caused anxiety
blue brought out
the dark mood
his paint brush
avoided it when possible
it caused recollection
of her/
of grief and pain
_
the tree's still there
with leaves of memory
the rope hung limp
and quiet
before being removed
it held death
_
he was the youth
that caused her worry
that day
she wore blue
she went mental
now so is he ...
#dark
#death
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Long The Night
Lantern swinging long the night
consumed by echoes no one spoke
From a distance ransoming death
in constant sight through smoke
Wading deep into the depths
until haunting winds bite
consumed by echoes no one spoke
From a distance ransoming death
in constant sight through smoke
Wading deep into the depths
until haunting winds bite
#dark
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A Product Of Mind Boggling Rarity
Artful
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
Brainy and crafty
A person with a psychopathic personality
Though with a full sense of moral responsibility
A product of mind boggling rarity
Coldly and bluntly, letting you know that I've committed so many atrocities
Living for decade in disguise in a sorority
Who at school cannot solve the math problems of inequalities?
On the brink of insanity
Living in a hidden agony
Standing tall alone on a battlefield
Everywhere I turn piles of dead bodies
Bleeding from my injuries ...
#dark
#grief
#heartbroken #sadness
#heartbroken #sadness
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Shattered Glass Communion
Under dim neon halos,
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
you bloom like a hymn unsung—
fingers tracing wounds beneath silk night.
Your breath—
a slow confession against my throat,
fragile as static in the dying glow.
We fracture in rhythm,
whispers stitched in digital decay—
soft limbs bound to echoes,
pale prayers lost in smoked-out sanctuaries.
I wear your name like venom on the tongue,
a sacrament of ache and surrender.
You carved me open—
left the altar empty—
but still,
I kneel.
#dark
#emptiness
#fear
#grief
#loneliness
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Apocalypse
The rivers run dry, the rivers run dry, the rivers run dry tonight.
There’s a drought in the soul, a drought in the heart, a drought in the will to fight.
The water is turned to poison. The poison will crush your soul.
The water is turned to poison that burns up your whole
The castle collapsed to the dungeon; the dungeon is where we live
Dark and hungry and soulless with nothing left to give
There’s a drought in the soul, a drought in the heart, a drought in the will to fight.
The water is turned to poison. The poison will crush your soul.
The water is turned to poison that burns up your whole
The castle collapsed to the dungeon; the dungeon is where we live
Dark and hungry and soulless with nothing left to give
#shadows
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Beware!!
Isolated house far from reach
Prophecy, torture and death unleashed
Life behind these walls
Demented voices call
Blood is all you crave
Mentally deranged & insane
Bodies hang from meat-hooks
Human flesh peeled and cooked
House by the cemetery
Basement is a mortuary
Walk among the tombstones
Rotting flesh, decaying bones
Some buried alive
No one hears their cries
Maggots pour in eating your flesh
A slow agonizing death
Insane family pray for their souls
Funeral’s over, the casket’s closed
Another...
Prophecy, torture and death unleashed
Life behind these walls
Demented voices call
Blood is all you crave
Mentally deranged & insane
Bodies hang from meat-hooks
Human flesh peeled and cooked
House by the cemetery
Basement is a mortuary
Walk among the tombstones
Rotting flesh, decaying bones
Some buried alive
No one hears their cries
Maggots pour in eating your flesh
A slow agonizing death
Insane family pray for their souls
Funeral’s over, the casket’s closed
Another...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#rhyming
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There once upon time
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ there once upon a time ⌚ that a child was placed in children services. His file was created to hide his history yet this same child was placed in adoption agency. 😔 For this same child got adopted by a good family, who decided to adopt a child cause their own children were grown and on their own. From the outside appearance he seems normal polite well-mannered a child anybody will want. But beneath the surface he had a deep dark 🌑 secret of the evil hidden behind a smile of a child. 😊 One-day the...
#dark
#father
#mother
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Ogle of Crickets
Escaping the ogle of crickets
and the cadence of shadows
Spitting the blooms
though picket fences
Neath the moon's buffet
longing to dance
Tie-dyed in knots
escaping the ogle of crickets
and the cadence of shadows
Spitting the blooms
though picket fences
Neath the moon's buffet
longing to dance
Tie-dyed in knots
escaping the ogle of crickets
#dark
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5 Comments
2USV
I'd love to know, I really would,
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
how we might real time chart
the current popularity of a word.
Then correlate that data
with an online national database
of psychological definitions...
all to determine where OUR..."culture"
is heading with its intent.
Sure, we INDIDVIDUALY extrapolate
what we can...
from a whirlwind of headlines
that now have me believing...
that we are a nation of teenage bullies.
#Hashtag #Keyword #Search...
#EDIFICATION
Or do we just not give a...
#HumanRights
#oppression
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...wi' a stench o' haggis
Yesterday's pale, noo dead
playing gigolo tae worms
in silence sinking intae gravity
dim light among th' bones
without comfort 'n' peace
in th' glen, o' auld lang syne
wi' a stench o' haggis
playing gigolo tae worms
in silence sinking intae gravity
dim light among th' bones
without comfort 'n' peace
in th' glen, o' auld lang syne
wi' a stench o' haggis
#dark
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Only Schizophrenia
When twilight is gone, there is only schizophrenia
the whiskey ain't friendly, but the cocaine is tingly
With spit on my grave, no maidens in the nave
hanging on to my autopsy until the dropsy
Listening to echos whispering my karaoke
welcoming me to my lobotomy...
Only schizophrenia
the whiskey ain't friendly, but the cocaine is tingly
With spit on my grave, no maidens in the nave
hanging on to my autopsy until the dropsy
Listening to echos whispering my karaoke
welcoming me to my lobotomy...
Only schizophrenia
#dark
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nymphaeum
thin sound where clarities begin
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne...
celebrant sacrosanct shadow
linger long linguistic shade
wipe this breaking brow
tearing off bridal and burial gown
o psycho pomp covet me with dark velvet
do not kiss these hyacinth lips
this blood is too spilled
to forget
rudiments ripple
dulcet tones
harlequin
alder wood anguish
androgyn shape
dueling duality
hate
dwells
among
o neurotic neutron star
your monochrome catastrophe
awaits me
copyrights © owned by Rianne...
#dark
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5 Comments
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